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thinking about a feedee on vacation. Only for a feedee, vacation can feel a lot like even more work. All that time? No distractions? No reason to rush anywhere? Nowhere to be or way to look? No obligation to anything but indulgence? It can feel an awful lot like a golden opportunity to get a head start. To work harder then ever just because they finally have a chance to do exactly the kind of work they've been wanting to for so long.
thinking about a feeder on vacation. There to encourage, but also remind the feedee, hey, this is supposed to be luxurious, remember? A reminder to savor the flavors, to try new things, to eat for the quality not the quantity. To be comfortably full. To be satisfied. Content.
And when, after a day of feasting, and it's become impossible to swim in the ocean without cramps, they'll drag the beach chairs to the shore edge, have salty waves wash over chubby, sandy toes, and watch the sunset over the water.
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There’s something about this girl - scratch that, this woman - that makes him want to move closer. She’s still looking down at here phone, smiling at the screen like there’s nothing wrong with the fact that they’re currently trapped in a freaking metal cage, and Jughead would wonder what is wrong with her if only that was the real question.
But the real question is: what is right with her?
(Or - Betty and Jughead meet in an elevator on February the 14th.)
baby alpha jk loves heats. loves how his hyungs' scents get heavier. loves the way their cuddles get even warmer. but most of all, he loves the slick.
not very original, jk knows. omega slick is, afterall, intended to draw alphas like him in.
but jk thinks he must love his hyungs' slick even more than just the natural biological amount. it's just so good. the taste, the smell, everything about it is absolutely mouth watering. maybe it's just because it's his hyungs', but jk is sure no other omega's slick is as delicious as yg and sj's.
so when yg and sj's heats come around, synced, as usual, jk is barely able to rein himself in during the preheat. sj will bodily remove him sometimes, detaching jk's clingy hands from around his middle complaining and teasing jk about his neediness. sj is always a bit more irritable leading up to heats, sensitive withdrawn, but he never actually pushes jk away entirely and jk knows to respect his boundaries. yg, on the other hand, just let's jk smoosh his face into his belly. jk will lie like that for hours, head cradled in the omegas lap while he works. yg lets him burrow into the softness and smell of his pack omega until he is close to suffocation. yg just hums, maybe petting jk's hair gently in a soothing manner and reminding him to drink a glass of water every now and then.
when the heat actually does hit. nj isn't even home yet. at first it makes jk anxious, he knows it bleeds into his scent and he feels guilty for it, knowing the omegas must sense it.
but sj just takes his hand pulling him into their nest and yg rubs his back a bit to comfort him. "he'll be here soon," the pack omega says in his low voice. "you'll take care of us for him, hmm? until he gets here."
jk can't help the whimper that escapes him as he nods emphatically.
"good boy," sj coos and lets jk close for the first time all week. sj is properly wet. he's dripping. jk can smell it. he groans and drool pools in his mouth, anticipating the familiar taste on his tongue and he ducks down to take care of his hyung.
"that's it," yg's hand never leaves jk's back, "gentle."
jk doesn't need the reminder, he's always gentle. always careful. his hyungs made sure to teach him how to take care of them. jk knows just what to do until nj gets here.
sj tastes even sweeter than he remembers, every time without fail. he starts with small licks slow. it's so thick and creamy. sj shivers under him, more slick pushing out into jk's mouth and he swallows down. jk preens. he's doing so good!
jk goes in for more, sucking and licking, there's so much slick it begins to run down his chin. he whines unbidden, upset at missing out on the precious taste.
then there's a couple of slender fingers scooping down his neck to catch the drip. without hesitation, jk sucks yg's fingers into his mouth, eagerly cleaning them off. yg laughs at him fondly even as he scolds him for making a mess.
but jk knows neither of them really care. they like it just as much as he does.
with yg's help, jk is satisfied knowing he doesn't miss a drop. and sometime later, he feels sj tense under him, knows what's coming. he opens wide, ready.
even as he prepares himself, jk isn't fully able to keep up with his hyung's first orgasm. he swallows down as fast as he's able, gulping, but his mouth is so full of the thick creamy slick it's hard to get down his throat. but he does it.
jk is panting by the end of it, feeling a bit dazed, he licks his lips clean. almost disappointed there isn't anymore of sj's slick for him.
"hyung," he says immediately, turning his attention to yg now that sj is at least somewhat sated.
"easy, pup," yg's pupils are dilated, blown wide and dark. his usually pale cheeks are rosy and jk knows he's just as deep in heat already as sj. but the pack omega wanted to make sure his mates were taken care of first. yg is always taking care of the pack.
now jk will take care of him.
"catch your breath!" yg tries to insist in a huff, but jk has already spotted the shimmery slick coating the omega's thighs and suddenly he's ravenous, as if he can't still taste the ghost of sj's sweetness on his lips.
yg’s slick different from sj’s. where sj is sweet and flowery, yg's sweetness has a bit more spice behind it, almost like cinnamon. the consistency is a little thinner too, less creamy. so it's easier to swallow down quicker. which works in jk's favor since, as always, yg seems to produce twice as much as sj.
even with an increased quantity, yg also helps jk not to miss a drop of his own slick, just like he did with sj. jk loves it. sucking on his hyung's trembling fingers in-between lapping at him right from the source.
the only warning jk gets before yg is tipping over the edge is a stutter of his hips, and jk is once again gulping down his hyung. slick is overflowing at the seams of his lips. jk works hard to get all of it down as it comes.
this time, jk keeps at it even after the initial stream peters out. yg is in oversensitivity now, jk knows, but he can’t help it. he keeps sucking even dipping his tongue inside a little just to check to make sure he got it all.
it’s sj who pulls him off yg in the end, since yg’s never been able to deny him anything, even at his own discomfort. it helps to pull him out of the haze he’s in, to be able to smell other things besides his hyung. even then, he feels more than a little drowsy and almost dizzy. he crawls over to yg’s chest feeling clumsy and a bit like his mind is buzzing. he does his best to get his apology across anyway, nuzzling his hyung’s neck and letting out low chirps that he knows are childish, but he has yet to outgrow the habit.
besides, it’s hard to stop when it never fails to get him exactly what he wants from his hyungs. just like that, yg is scenting him back and he can feel sj press against his side, purrs rumbling in both omegas’ chests. their vibrations soothe the jk down into his bones, making him pliant.
through the cotton in his ears, he hears his hyungs cooing about him being ‘slick drunk’.... huh? well. jk supposes slick is a mild aphrodisiac and he did just have more of it than usual in a short span of time… maybe he is a little intoxicated.
jk gradually starts to drift off. as he shifts to get closer to both of them he feels something shift inside. jk stills, but in his middle, something bubbles.
before he can force it down, one of those bubbles works itself up and out. jk feels his face heat. sj giggles in his ear and yg groans a bit.
“s-sorry,” jk murmurs, embarrassed. but then he feels his tummy bubble again, even stronger this time and he moans through another bubble working it’s way out of him. this one is actually painful.
“awe jk-ie,” sj moves and it jostles more gurgles in jk’s stomach which he now notices is aching dully. sj’s tone is concerned, “are you okay?”
jk winces and he realizes, no he’s not okay. he shakes his head. “hurts,” he says, hands going to his tummy which in addition to feeling thick and bubbly, is also heavy and very, very full.
yg is sitting up now to look over him. “let hyung see,” he says. jk feels very embarrassed now as he pulls his hands away reluctantly. sj lifts up his t-shirt to his chest to see his bare stomach. “oh puppy.”
jk whimpers. all three of them are staring down at jk’s tummy, pushing out round and taut. clearly overfull with what can only be the copious amounts of slick from both his hyungs.
“hurts,” jk repeats, and he doesn’t like crying, but his eyes are stinging from both the embarrassment and pain.
“poor jk-ie,” sj pushes his bangs back to kiss his forehead. “no wonder. look at you honey.”
jk’s hands go back to his throbbing stomach again, both in an attempt to cover it and soothe himself as another nocuous wave rips through him.
“we shouldn’t have let him have so much slick, that really can’t feel good.” yg’s tone is remorseful.
“no!“ jk protests. even just the thought of missing out on any amount of his hyungs’ slick feels wrong. he’s do it all over again, even if it means a bloated belly full of gurgles and humiliation.
yg tuts at him to hush him, and jk doesn’t have strength to fight it. under his hands his belly feels hard as a rock, he feels even bigger than he did a moment ago. the bloat must still be settling. he squeezes his eyes shut.
another hand is placed right on the center of his navel where his skin pushes out furthest. without looking, he knows it’s yg, the omega’s big hands warmer than usual with the fever of heat. jk cries out as yg presses down on his overstuffed, slick-full tummy. a sick and thick belch is forced from him by the action, and he curls himself away.
“sorry. so sorry puppy,” yg says quickly. ”
jk sobs, feeling queasy, his belly heavy.
“here,” sj says. “hyung will hold you, yeah? will that be nice? give your tummy a chance to settle, huh?”
jk nods and he manages with help to get himself situated with his back resting on sj’s chest. “there, that’s a bit more comfortable, yeah?”
jk nods. his stomach is still achingly full to the point it feels like he might pop, but supported back on sj’s bare chest he finds the heat to be soothing. reclined like this, jk swears his tummy looks even rounder. like a ball jutting out from under his ribcage, it curves out in a perfect arch. he tugs the hem of his boxers down under the bottom curve out of the way which gives him some more relief.
he’s a little bit mesmerized by the way he looks right now, to be honest. his skin is pink from the stretch and smooth. past the initial humiliation of it, jk thinks it almost looks pretty, like he might be in the early stages of carrying a puppy.
his belly lets out an angry rumble. sj’s arms come around his waist to cup and support his under belly, jk whimpers and feeling the heavy weight of it settle into his hyung’s hands. yg’s hands join sj’s, a bit more gingerly this time.
there is still next to no give to his middle. jk pictures what the slick must look like inside him right now. yg’s and sj’s mixing together, the thick, warm slick trapping the bubbles that he can feel gurgling and bloating him. the viscous consistency along with the heavy sweetness in vast quantities must mean the gas is struggling to find its way out.
yg starts rubbing his belly encouraging some movement. it aches, but jk bites back on his whimpers because he doesn't want yg to stop. it also feels good. he tucks his nose into sj’s neck and sj murmurs sweet praises to him.
“that’s it puppy,” yg says whenever jk gets a bubble out of his still bulging tummy. “just like that.”
finally, the bubbles slow down. jk is still full, very much overfull in fact. but the gas is gone. his belly is still big and he feels the weight more distinctly now that the air is worked free.
he guesses it will take a while for his tummy to digest all that slick, more so than a normal meal that is for sure. he’ll probably be stuck with this big belly for a while, maybe even through the end of the heat. he pictures himself burying his knot into yg (after nj of course) his belly full of yg’s slick pressing into yg’s back as he fills his hyung’s belly in turn. the image makes him moan with more than the discomfort of yg’s tummy rubs, he can feel himself getting hard in his pants. below him sj shakes. jk knows he’s laughing at him, that he’s been caught getting turned on by it, but he can’t help it.
he’s nearly asleep on sj’s chest when the pack alpha finally arrives.
“look who decided to show up,” yg drawls.
jk blinks his eyes up to look at nj standing just outside the nest. he looks rumpled, like he he was clearly rushing home. his eyes are dark but he also surveys the scene curiously. jk flushes all over again, he wants to roll away and hide from his pack alpha, but also… he kind of wants nj to see.
“what …did i miss?” nj asks like he’s asking if that’s the question he should be asking.
“our heat started,” sj quippes, “obviously.”
“sorry,” nj clambers over to them, toppling a bit over the edge of the nest. “i should have been here.”
“we’re fine for now, until the next wave.” says yg.
“jk-ie took care of us, don’t worry,” sj brushes him off. “was so good to us, wasn’t he?” sj coos moving his hands from jk’s tummy to squish his cheeks lovingly.
“ate us both out wonderfully. did a very thorough job of it, right kook?” yg says eyebrow raised knowingly at jk.
nj growls approvingly. pleased to have a well cared for and sated pack. “well done jk.”
jk sits up straighter, at least as much as he can, wincing only slightly, baring his neck to his pack alpha obediently. he wonders if nj can tell just how full of their omegas slick he is at this moment.
“our omegas smell well taken care of.” nj smirks, and adds, as if reading the young alpha’s mind, “...as do you.”
jk gasps as nj’s hand comes to rest on the crest of his belly. it gurgles under nj’s palm.
“since your hyung’s are already satisfied, would you like to go first on alpha’s knot?”
he needs yg and sj’s help to flip over and present properly. but once it’s done, and nj locked into him, jk never felt so complete, with both his omegas and alpha filling him up.
